Dan Jenkins' coverage was excellent, as usual, but surely the accomplishment of Gentle Ben, who so loves and reveres this great game, should have earned him cover recognition over a baseball player who doesn't even know of Ted Williams.
Lake Junaluska, N.C.
Your April 23 cover was 100% Crenshaw. The billing across the top told us that Ben Crenshaw had won the Masters. If that wasn't enough, the cover subject was Darryl Strawberry, of Crenshaw ( Los Angeles) High School. SI could have gone 3 for 3, had Marques Johnson, another Crenshaw grad, appeared anywhere in the issue. What's more, on the day of this writing (April 23), John Williams, the most coveted high school basketball player in the land, announced the college of his choice (LSU). Williams' high school? You guessed it—Crenshaw!
Studio City, Calif.
Your cover photograph (April 23) of Mets outfielder Darryl Strawberry reveals yet another assault on the elegance of baseball. Darryl's wristbands are adorned with the Golden Arches of a fast-food chain, McDonald's.
Given the length of Strawberry's limbs and the potential duration of his career, the opportunities for further anatomical billboarding are nearly endless. Surely when we refer to a ballplayer as "the franchise," we aren't suggesting that he cover his uniform with corporate logos. Where are the wrinkled flannels of yesteryear?
?According to National and American League officials, who have since banned the use of the wristbands, the concept behind the display was honorable. Strawberry and 28 other "all-stars," representing all 26 major league teams, have been wearing the bands in support of Ronald McDonald Houses, a charitable program jointly sponsored by McDonald's and local community groups that provides temporary housing for the families of young children being treated for serious illnesses in hospitals far from their homes. But the wristbands were never submitted for final approval, league spokesmen say, and the design violates the rule against commercialization of the uniform, Steve Garvey, however, disagrees. Garvey is the originator of the idea and its coordinator through his marketing company, in cooperation with McDonald's, and he says it was his understanding that the project was approved. What's more, he claims that, like shoes, bats and gloves, wristbands are not part of the uniform, and it's a player's right to choose those he wants to wear. Garvey says that the size of the McDonald's Golden Arch patch is being reduced and that he's trying to get league officials to accept the bands. As Garvey sees it, pro sports need this type of exposure to show that there are "a lot of players at the top who care about others." He views the planned promotional and fundraising appearances of his Ronald McDonald House All-Stars (players receive "nominal remuneration" for the use of their likenesses and names) as a "forerunner program." Says Garvey, "I'm going to wear my wristband, and I'm sure other players are going to wear theirs." Over to you, Bowie Kuhn.—ED.
Thanks to Frank Deford for a gripping article on Angel Cordero Jr. ("Riding Horses Is the Pleasure of His Life," April 23). Along with many other New York and New Jersey racegoers who've seen Cordero ride year after year, I know who the best in the saddle is. God bless you, Angel.
South River, N.J.
I noticed the caption describing the close-up of Cordero on page 70: "Did Cordero, leading on Codex, hit Genuine Risk...on the nose with his whip in the '80 Preakness? Angel looked angelic in the winner's circle." If that picture discloses the face of an angel, it can only be that of an apostate. Milton might well have used your picture as a model for his portrayal of Beelzebub in Paradise Lost.
Virginia City, Mont.